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The London terror
It was dark in the dungeons of the Tower of London. One might call it pitch black, another just damn annoying when you're trying to find your way back. Ellen and Leo were hanging towards the second statement. Ever since they had lost the tour guide and the rest of the group, they had wandered through the tower--ending up in the dungeons and getting more lost with every step they took.
Taking small steps into the direction of a small light point the 23 year-old redhead called for her friend, when she realized she hadn't heard him talking, or even making small sounds as everyone usually did now and then, for several minutes.
'That little twit', she cursed softly, before calling loudly for him.
"Leo where the hell are you", she shouted through the empty dungeon. Her voice echoing back to her.
Are you…. Are you….
Finally, after what seemed ages, out of the very opposite corner of the room she got a reply from her 16 year-old friend.
"Yeah, yeah, I am coming already", he replied slightly annoyed. He was only looking at some of the knight costumes and torture material that were stashed in this dungeon. Apparently they ended up in the supply rooms. And using the small light that came of his phone, Leo was checking out the material that looked very much like the costumes from one of his favourite movies; King Arthur.
With a sigh he flipped his phone closed and the light disappeared. Wasn't bright enough to actually see anything with except for the screen of his phone anyway. Taking his time to walk back, or it was more shuffling back, preventing this way to trip over any loose elements on the floor, Leo joined Ellen at the other end of the room.
The girl quickly pointed towards the bundle of light in the distance and walked towards it, dragging Leo with her. But where they walked to there was no window, no door, no exit whatsoever. The light wasn't a real light. It was a glow around a sword.
In the middle of the dungeon stood a giant rock and at one side was a sword sticking into it. A soft glow surrounding it and giving it a magic look.
The boy gasped for air as he whispered "Excalibur". As if the swords beauty or magical appearance would fade when he would say the name out loud.
"Excalibur?", Ellen repeated frowning. The name sounded familiar, in fact it was something her friend was always talking about, but the stories about the ancient myths and legends never really caught her interest. He could ramble a lot about his favourite movies, and sometimes she just didn't listen thoroughly. But the name did ring a bell and after a few seconds she realized he named the sword of King Arthur. Frowning once more she turned her attention from the sword to Leo as she continued: "What do you mean? This is a replica of the famous sword?"
"No", replied Leo. He walked closer and slowly touched the blade with his fingers. Running them over the cold metal he got a weird tinkling feeling in his hand. It caught him by surprise and he quickly let go of the sword.
"Have you ever seen a replica that looks so real, so detailed?", he asked. "One that glows when there is no electronics near that can make it glow and there is no logical reason for letting something that's in storage creating light in the first place?"
"Er… I guess no", Ellen replied, not less confused than before. Everything her buddy said indicated this wasn't a replica at all, but it was the real thing. That couldn't be, that was impossible. Magical swords only existed in the movies, Ellen was sure of it.
She wanted to tell all that to Leo, but her eyes kept fixated on the sword. Not because she was trying to tell if it was for real or not, but simply because she couldn't take her eyes of off it. How bad she wanted it too.
Out of nowhere she heard a scream and the trance was broken. She blinked and looked at the ceiling, the place the sound came from. First she saw nothing out of the ordinary, but all of a sudden she saw something was falling down. And if she wouldn't move, it would fall right on top of her.
"Duck!", Ellen yelled as she grabbed Leo's arm and pulled him next to her behind the giant rock. Holding her breath she watched as a young guy, somewhere in his twenties and with shaggy hair, landed right on the spot Leo stood only seconds ago. There wasn't much light near, only the glow from the sword, but Ellen's heart skipped a beat. That guy was very good looking. For a brief moment her gaze was fixated on his bright green eyes, as if they were looking at her, through the rock straight at her.
But another scream, more loudly, more darker, filled the room and the green eyes moved away from her, towards a second person that disappeared out of nowhere. Leo and Ellen stared at the spot the guy came from. There was no entrance there. He just suddenly was there. Poof. Small lights surrounding him as he appeared, but quickly fading and disappearing completely.
"You do not want to do this Chris", the second person said as he slowly walked closer into the light of the sword.
'Chris', Ellen repeated in her head.
'Oh oh… giant, evil looking guy, who wants to fight', Leo thought as he pushed himself closer to the rock, trying to make himself invisible. He wanted to ask Ellen badly what they were going to do now, but whisper, making any sound at all, could be enough for the mad looking guy to go after them. And Leo was not in the mood for that. Not at all. So pressing himself against the rock he listened carefully to what happened behind him, but he couldn't see. Ellen was doing the complete opposite. Curiously looking over the rock, almost exposing them. And when Leo saw that he pulled hard at her jacket and forced her to hide herself more. Giving Ellen an angry look back when she gave him one.
"He's cute", she whispered.
"Shut up", Leo replied mad, still whispering though. Begging none of the strangers had heard them.
In the mean time Chris walked closer towards the rock, every time the fourth person in the room did a step closer he took a step back. Until he felt the sharp points of the rock pressing in his back. Then he replied.
"Do what?"
"Fight me. It will be your end and you know it", the man replied in a low and calm voice.
"O yeah? And how do you know that? We never actually had the fight before, did we?" Moving his arms slowly behind his back Chris suddenly turned around, grabbed Excalibur with both hands and pulled it out of the stone.
The hard and shrill sound of the metal scratching against the rock and the frustrated scream of the other man was so unexpected for the two friends they both made some noise and focussed the attention on them.
Chris looked over his shoulder behind the rock and saw them hiding. He already expected there were more people in the room, because the moment he came in he could've sworn he heard someone talking. But now he wasn't the only one anymore who knew those two were here, and even though Chris would've let them alone, he wasn't so sure about his opponent.
Just out of precaution he said "Leave them alone".
A loud laughter was his reply. "And since when do you comment me around? I got to admit, you having your hands on that sword was slightly unexpected, but nothing I can't take care of", he said as a giant energy ball appeared in his hand.
"I said leave them alone!", Chris yelled, and he jumped forwards, the sword ready to stick it everywhere needed. Unfortunately he hadn't seen the second energy ball in the man's other hand and while he was making sure to take care of the first one, the second one flew straight towards him.
Ellen, curious as she was, and knowing she was exposed anyway, had stand up from behind the rock and watched it all happen. The moment she saw the weird ball of light flying towards the mysterious green-eyed boy, she yelled "Watch out!", making Chris jump aside just in time for the energy ball to hit him full in the chest. Unfortunately he wasn't fast enough to completely jump out of the way. The ball hit him in his side, creating a big flesh wound. It was hurting him so bad he immediately dropped the sword on the ground and he pressed his hands against the wound, trying to make the wound to stop bleeding that hard.
By that time Leo had watched the events also and he quickly pulled the sword with him behind the rock, before the man in the shadows could lay his hands on it. Leo didn't know what was going on, but for now it seemed as if the wounded guy was a nicer person, and more likely to be trusted than the stranger hidden in the darker part of the room.
Ellen saw the man approaching her and Chris and she said to him with clenched teeth: "Like he said, stay away from me".
"And what are you going to do little mortal?", the man teased Ellen as he took another step. "Fight me with your helpless fists? Get your scared friend out of his hiding place to try to come close with me with that useless, powerless, piece of metal he snatched from the ground?"
"It's not powerless", Leo replied as he stood up and joined Chris and Ellen. "It's Excalibur and seeing you want it so badly, you know the powers of this sword perfectly. I just don't think it's yours." And before the man could do or say anything else Leo had given the sword back to Chris, who sort of stood straight up again.
Chris knew he wasn't in a condition to fight a good fight now, so quickly grabbing both Ellen's and Leo's arms he orbed out with them. He first had to make sure those two were safe.
To be continued….
a/n Part 1 of 2. I quickly wrote this in an hour tonight because I was soooo bored and wanted something to do. I asked two of my friends to give me keywords and I told them I'd write a story about them, Charmed and those words.
My keywords were: Chris, sword
Ellen's keywords: Saving, guilt (will come in part 2)
Leo's keywords: London, chase